Shiver - Werewolf/Human RP closed

[herondale.]

((Creating another character so I'm not too restricted ^^ ))

Appearance/Image (If no picture, make a detailed description): Damian is tall and muscular with broad shoulders and sharp facial features. He's a very strong fighter. He has jet black hair and bright blue eyes with a hint of hazel in them. His skin is quite pale and he is quite slim.
As a wolf, he is quite large and muscular. He's jet-black with a small white patch on his left ear. His eyes, of course, being even more striking.
Username: Chocolate'Cupcake
Name (Full Name Please): Damian Strike Lockhart
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Book Character or Made-Up?: Made-up
Werewolf/Human/Bitten: Werewolf
If a werewolf, how long have they been a werewolf?: 5 years
If a were wolf, what is their rank in the pack?: Is hoping for Beta male
History (Try not to miss this out): Damian had a full childhood. His parents where average, much like his friends.
One day, as he sat in school, he saw something outside in the playground. He was extremely eager to see what it was that he skipped his next class to investigate. He headed out into the small woodland area at the back of the school where the strange black shape had dissapeared to. He ran into the woods, full of excitement. He followed the tracks in the ground like his father had taught him throughout his life and found the wolf. Its eyes atred at him, analyzing him. The fear. Damian wasn't scared at all, he was impressed by the wolf. And this wolf was impressed with him. It lept on him, knocking him backwards. He yelled out once as it bit him then dragged him through the forest.
Personality: Damian is always keen to learn and trusting. He can sometimes be big-headed and naive. He's always breaking jokes at, sometimes, the worst moments. He's a very strong and tactical fighter.
Crush: Open
Mate: Open
Other: Shiver

[Starkit12]

♥~ Calla Tor ~♥

Calla shuffled her feet, as being early was boring sometimes. She watched as other teens came from their houses, surprised by the new girl. Calla was tempted to snarl at them, but she knew that it would just make her more weird. Then she would be the new girl with the long red cape and glistening fangs. Her long teeth from a wolf, still were a bit big and pointed when human, which was something else she tried to hid.

Calla waited sort of off to the side, her ears easily picking up on the others who were grouped together. There were a couple of groups. One with some non-popular kids, one with popular girls, and one with popular guys. Calla easily spotted the populars. She had seen them coming, and with girls; they were the easiest to spot. They always walked like they owned the sidewalk, and always stayed near the boys, often laughing loudly to get their attention.

Calla remembered the group she had been with in her old school. She had been a popular, but not like these rude girls, and she knew that they would giver her trouble. But Calla had been popular for her good looks and athletic and strong body. She had never really been rude, and walked more with authority than anything as she had never quite been one to mess around with.

Calla stayed silent as the bus came. She hopped on last, passing the girls who gave her looks, and checked what she was wearing out. Calla sat near the back, setting her small shoulder bag on her lap as she watched the street begin to roll by as the bus driver closed the doors. She felt eyes on her again, and she looked up to meet the eyes of a few boys. But they looked back to the front, as she stared back at them with her striking pale blue eyes. Just because she had a secret, didn't mean she could let everyone do anything they wanted.

[herondale.]

((Mind if my charrie sees Calla?))

Damian was sat two seats from the back with his ear-plugs firmly in his ears. He watched the passing street-lights with withering attention. He rested his head back against the tree and looked up momentarily at the ceiling. He had only just Changed back so the after-effects of the Change still clung on his skin, giving him an earthy aroma. He glanced behind by chance and saw Calla. He looked at her for a few minutes then decided he looked like a creep and looked away.

[Starkit12]

((Sure! ^^))

♥~ Calla Tor ~♥

Calla lifted her head to another person, though they had their back to her when she looked up. She narrowed her eyes, knowing that it hadn't been one of the other guys that had looked back before. Then as the football players began throwing a football around the bus, all the scents were wafted around the vehicle.

Calla felt her muscles tense as she looked back to the boy. He had a forest scent, and it was strong. She wasn't sure if she deteched anything else, that was usually but the scent was quickly replaced with perfume, and over chemicals hair which almost made her gag. How many products did these girls use on their hair? Calla thought, wrinkling her nose and looking back out the window.

Calla's hair was a whitish shade of blond, not the everyday dirty blond colour. She sighed, as she watched the school bus pull up the large high school. She hoped her first day would go OK, without many complications. But yet she knew she was in for them. She glanced down at the folded up piece of paper she had pulled from her pocket. Her schedule for this semester.

Period 1 : English
Period 2 : Gym
Period 3 : Lunch
Period 4 : Science
Period 5 : Tech

She had quickly scribbled this done, and was written in a wish washy half handwriting, half scribble. But it was easy for her to read. She had always had a neat half handwriting type of writing. She didn't mind it, and it was definitely neater than a lot of guy's handwriting.

[TayVans]

Grace smiled lightly and nodded, not opening her eyes.

[herondale.]

Grace smiled lightly and nodded, not opening her eyes.

Sam stood up. "Wheres your room?" he asked.

[herondale.]

As the bus halted just outside school, Damian made one last glance at the girl then walked off of the bus. His ruck sack slack on his left shoulder. He turned up the volume on his iPod as the chatter of studemts filled the outside air. He brushed his jet-black hair out of his eyes as he headed across the car-park.

[TayVans]

Grace opened her eyes and stood up slowly, heading to the staircase. "On the upper floor."

[herondale.]

Sam nodded and followed her. He was slightly wary at first but followed just the same.

[TayVans]

Luce opened her bedroom door and collapsed on the side of her bed. She sighed and closed her eyes.